| It’s a blurry night, blue lights
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| Budweiser glow
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| It’s a hair down, hands up, cover band show
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| It’s Christmas lights across the room
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| It’s got two hands to order two
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| It’s a solo, for a yolo and anything goes
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| It’s gone its
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| P A R T why not tonight
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| Lets keep on twistin' the throttle until tonight hits tomorrow
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| Lets get some reality off of our minds
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| You know the beer is all cold, the girls are all hot
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| So P A R T why not
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| It’s a snapshot, its a drunk text
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| You should be here
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| Its the right song on a six string
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| Shifting our gears
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| Its bare feet on the table top
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| Its lights come on but we don’t stop
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| Its a shotski full of whiskey
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| And its getting weird
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| It’s gone its
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| P A R T why not tonight
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| Lets keep on twistin' the throttle until tonight hits tomorrow
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| Lets get some reality off of our minds
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| You know the beer is all cold, the girls are all hot
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| So P A R T why not
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| Its a solo, full of yolo
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| And we both know that you wanna
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| P A R T why not tonight
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| Lets keep on twistin' the throttle until tonight hits tomorrow
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| Lets get some reality off of our minds
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| You know the beer is all cold, you’re so hot
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| So P A R T why not
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| P A R T why not tonight
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| P A R T why not tonight |